No longer looking for work. Still trying to stay healthy and finish the remodel. And moving on to the next adventures. Sharing what's going on.
Saturday, February 20, 2010
First Day with a 60 day warn notice
February 20, 2010
Yesterday was ground zero—when I received the news that I had been given a 60 day warn notice from Boeing; one of a 1000 people to be laid off this round. I'm 50, 5 years away from starting my retirement check. If I don't get hired back within 3 years it seems I lose my retirement medical benefits. This amounts to quite a benefit. I wonder how much this plays into the decision of who gets the bump. I have never had a bad review in all the years that I worked at Boeing, so I was completely stunned when I heard the news. Seems I am a victim of getting re-org'd under the wrong manager at the wrong time.
Yesterday, I was pretty much in shock. Last night not a wink of sleep as I tossed and turned. I let my daughter know last night. I need to call my son and brothers to let them know what is going on also. These are calls that I don't want to make—these calls that carry with them a little embarrassment—the stigma of that Guy without a job.
At the same time, I know that I need to crank up my network of family, friends and associates as fast as I can. I need to make everyone aware that I am in need of their help.
Today was mostly a day of thinking what all needs to happen. What are our money resources? What types of things should I be thinking about with a change of jobs? What new things, masked by my twenty two years with Boeing, do I now have to concern myself with?
At the same time, it is Saturday, and I needed to have a little time to recuperate also. So I got some exercise by gardening, lifting some weights at the Y and stretching in the hot tub. Then I washed the cars once I got home.
Can't stop thinking about what to do, but getting some relaxation time seems to be important also. I have to pace myself for the first 60 days and then for the next 6 months or longer. Making sure that I don't give up all together as things drag out. Hopefully, I can treat this as my job. Report early and stay late, but then get away from it—taking some time off on the weekends to enjoy life.
Also, I'm thinking that I really need to stress working out each day. There are many reasons why I need to do this, from health, getting oxygen to the brain for better interview scores, to losing weight so that I come across better.
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